Not mine

Let us not care when our lips rain sounds 
that revolve around dreams
where our strength
requires effort in saying
I love you.

In those times when our faces prepare 
for answers when we are all alone
let us somehow 
be brought together, 
holding hands, down on our knees.

Let us allow our fingers to run away 
into the clear waters
of the language of our hearts 
until we are lifted up 
and refreshed anew.

Let our hearts always skip a beat 
at the sight of the other
and our bodies
sway towards one another to bring 
comfort into our lives.

Let us always dry each other's tears 
and send the pain 
we see in the other's eyes 
into the arms that wait
to crush its very air.